Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

The little guy had a duck's head, and he couldn't help stretching his neck out of the duck's nest, and glanced downstairs.

I saw two Luotang chickens standing in front of the gate at this time... No, one of them should be called Luotang duck.

She raised her brows and couldn't help laughing in her heart.

Oops, a dead fat duck isn't that straight, and he knows how to bring people back from the rain.

Thinking about it, she shook the duck feathers, quacked, and staggered downstairs.

Soon I heard Lu Chengjun's grumbling voice.

"Are you saying you've got rain in your head? ... Don't you all get on the taxi, why did you go to the Linjiang Bridge to get in the rain?"

The man lowered his voice helplessly, and scolded the woman tossed the towel that Qiu Bo had just sent.

After a pause, she reached out her hand, rubbing her wet hair with a towel, and continued to complain, "Those who didn't know thought you were learning from Yiping to find thorns..."

"...Why is Yiping looking for a thorn?"

Xin Youyou stuck her head out of the towel in confusion and gave him a strange look.

However, his face blushed for no reason, he couldn't help grabbing the towel, and jumping off the ground a little better from the man.

He turned his face away awkwardly and muttered in a low voice, "It's none of your business whether I get in the rain or not, and I didn't let you come to me..."

As she said that, the woman suddenly paused, as if she suddenly realized something.

Suddenly, he glared at Lu Chengjun again, his eyes suspicious, "Wait, why did you wait until I was on the Linjiang Bridge? ... Why did you put a surveillance camera on the old lady?!"

"Yes! I'm pretending!"

Lu Chengjun duck seemed too lazy to explain, just rolled his eyes.

After that, he ignored her and turned to Qiu Bo, who was beside him, and instructed, "Go and put some hot water on these two goods."

"Hey, good young master."

Qiu Bo held back his smile and nodded in response, "Then I'll prepare something for you too, young master, you're a little too drenched."

"Row."

Looking at the woman who had been forcibly carried to the bathroom, Lu Chengjun finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

After a pause, his eyes fell on the little white group who had been watching the play for a long time and was giggling.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt an inexplicable dryness on his face.

He couldn't help but coughed, changed the subject unnaturally, and asked Xiang Xing: [Have you seen those design drawings? Any new discoveries? ]

[…Gah? ]

The little guy stayed for a while, nodded subconsciously, [there are some...]

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt that the whole duck suddenly tightened, and immediately moved back automatically.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

...Someone ran to face the wall for no reason and thought about it, but he didn't forget about being jealous, did he?

Sure enough, the next second, she was surrounded by those arms that smelled of sour vinegar.

I don't care if others around me notice anything strange, I just slammed into my arms like this...

"..."

Xiang Xing raised her soft eyes subconsciously and glanced at him.

I saw a certain one with most of his face darkened, staring at Lu Chengjun duck coldly.

His arms tightened more and more, as if he was worried that the other party would run over in minutes and snatch away his beloved toy, and would not let go.

"..."

Looking at the little ancestor who suddenly rose up into the sky, Lu Chengjunya narrowed his eyes helplessly, "Can you remind your family, this day, pay attention to the impact. ]

Is this to scare their servants to death?

[what……]

The little guy responded and was thinking about how to tell the man behind him.

But when he heard a low "hum" coming from the top of his head, he hugged her again and quickly backed away.

Back to a certain wall.

Xiang Xing hadn't even reacted, but his eyes flickered.

Come back to her senses...she actually came to the basement of the villa!

[...Fuck! ! ! A star! That thing took you through the wall! ! ]

Duck Duck's fussing roar also roared from the sound transmission.

Then, he suddenly laughed a few times out of curiosity, [Axing Axing, what does it feel like to walk through a wall? Does it feel like the bones of the duck with sauce are being squeezed? ? ]

[…You are the only one who has sauced duck bones. ]

Xiang Xing spat at him speechlessly.

He ignored a certain duck, just turned the duckling's head again and looked at the man who was still hugging him tightly.

Two question marks slowly appeared in Mungdou's eyes: "Brother Mo Yan, why did you suddenly bring me to the basement?"

To be honest...

This basement was dark and gloomy, and since the Lu family had just moved in, all the chores in the original house had been thrown here, and before they could be cleaned up, the whole thing was a gibberish.

It felt really bad for her.

At least, he has never brought her here for so many days.

Hearing the little guy's doubtful speech, Tong Moyan's eyes flickered, and he was suddenly stunned.

He... didn't know why, but suddenly brought her here.

……hiss.

The man frowned silently and blinked slightly.

Just now, I just felt that Lu Chengjun and his little white group stared at each other, and his unpleasantness rushed to the extreme point.

Just thinking about stopping all this, she was taken out of the living room by a ghost.

Or take it straight from the wall...

Thinking of this, Tong Moyan's body froze suddenly, and a worried look appeared on his delicate face.

"...Sorry, Star!"

He suddenly picked up the little guy in a panic, looked her up and down nervously, and whispered, "You, are you all right... You're not being squeezed by the wall..."

"..."

Xiang Xing twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly again.

Why did he even ask such a question...

Well, it's normal. After all, this person is just a slob, and it makes sense that he doesn't understand this kind of metaphysical movement.

Thinking about it, she sighed, she could only shake her head gently, and smiled sweetly at him, "I'm fine, brother Mo Yan."

"……That's good."

Tong Moyan breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, continue to move to the side wall again, "Then I'll take you back first..."

"and many more."

The little guy suddenly made a noise and stopped his movements.

The man saw her wink with those soft and cute mung bean eyes, and then suddenly broke out of his embrace, jumped with wings, and jumped directly to an old box beside him.

After that, he stretched the duck's neck and frowned, sniffing from the left and sniffing from the right, as if he was smelling something.

After a long while, these slightly bizarre actions stopped, and the little head tilted in an incomprehensible way, "Strange, why is there a strange smell here..."

"...Strange smell?"

Tong Moyan was also a little confused by her, and couldn't help but subconsciously sniffed a few times.

—He smelled nothing but dust and mold.